Before You Know It, a Century's Gone By

Before you know it, a century's gone by. Then another. Then all you can talk of is a distant place (this here) and another Time altogether, with which you are only in the slightest connected. Of people who, though quite who we are, we're quite, quite unlike. And so Time flies. In the main, though the emotions of roots and certainties of history remain, we're soon not really connected to any person we truly and personally know there, in the bygone Time.

Six September Tweets

Here are six tweets that I posted on my Twitter page today. Thought I should share them (the latest appears as 6, and so on):

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6. Show me again my house of cards of yesterday, now that I'm older & wiser & dream-strapped & else. Don it dull in de memories? #MicroFiction

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5. If this be September, thusly, how was my August house, sans down feathers & fluffy memories, Tinende? #MicroFiction #Writing #Nairobi #Kenya

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4. The #Toyota Model #NDAH has a letter missing E-NDAH. Enda! Naenda. [Or was that NOAH I misread, in the haze of midday traffic? (update Aug 4)]

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3. A conspiracy of winds & tremors & else, here 'n there, heralds jst what the weatherman's promised, seems 2 me. #MicroFiction #Weather #World

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2. Choice unbrella's out, in Iborian, the day being what it chooses 2 B. Against my wish? Nope!

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1. A coooold #Nairobi! C &, to boot, W! Did we perhaps forget to turn the September page? #ElNino

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